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||Issue: 650 | 20th day of Relaxing, Y16
|Why Not Spike?"He's just mean. I don't want Spike anymore. He's always like this and it scares away my friends."|
|650 Eternities"Dromiay," Benjai hisses.
The spell ends. I choose to run.
|A Hero's Quest - An Epic PoemIn a modest dwelling lived one named Adrianne,
And she was the greatest sorceress in all the land...
|The New DishwasherSlap. Hiss. Gurglegurgle. Ding.|
|A Babe in the WoodsThis little waif was a little too belligerent for Ilere's taste.
"Come with me now, child, before I change my mind," Ilere warned...
|Taunyia Gets Sick"Cripes! Taunyia, hey, you okay?"
"No, Mama," the jelly Tonu said. She sniffled, sounding like an avalanche of rocks in the process.
|Babysitters are Magical Like ThatNext to her was a cheap red ball with a yellow star in the middle. It didn't seem like anything special, but it was number one on Sasha's agenda. It belonged to the little Angelpuss she babysat, and it meant the world to him. |
|Made of StarsI heard the word as it echoed through the lower halls of my keep, up the smooth stone sides of the castle they'd tried for days to breech. I didn't call it evil. I called it power...|
|A Failing GradeProfessor Liza Palida in particular subjected many students to low Cs, Ds, and at one point the dreaded F. Renowned for scathing marginalia and a history devoid of curved grades, the faerie Buzz managed to draw the ire of hundreds of students...|
|Neopian Times Headquarters: Issue 650 Preparations"Another batch of entries for the next anniversary issue, Di!"|
|Vadako and the Curse of Terror MountainBased on my analysis of the Plateau's substructure, I've long hypothesised that the Tyrannian cave networks may connect to hitherto undiscovered tunnels below Terror Mountain...|
|A Rainy Day At The ZooRain pitter-pattered against the roof of the home in Neopia Central. Sulza, the Red Aisha, stared at the drizzling rain. It had been raining all morning...|
|650 Hills"Isn't it great? Neither of us had no idea our usual path back home would be blocked, and now we have to pass through the Hills of Trest! All six hundred and fifty of them!" |
|Rejection LettersIt is with utmost and sincerest apology that I, King Jazan of Qasala, write to you to beg forgiveness for my utterly untoward acts in the last half of Year 7.|
|The Plushie Chomby BalloonIn time, the boy grew up...|
|It Must Be TrueHaving never once left his home of the Virtupets Space Station, his mind often fluttered with curiosity of what was beyond those metallic walls. |
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"Rejection Letters" by cosmicfire918
It is with utmost and sincerest apology that I, King Jazan of Qasala, write to you to beg forgiveness for my utterly untoward acts in the last half of Year 7. I fully admit to my uncouth forwardness in gaining audience with you through unscrupulous means and burdening you with my unpleasant conversation and brusque...